The journey was short, and soon Andrew and his group arrived in Emperor Wing City.
More than two hundred years have passed, Emperor Wing City has not changed at all. However, the bustling scene here still broadened Han Yue's and his companions' horizons, and they had a great time.
Seeing his family's enthusiasm, Andrew gave each of them ten million Inkstone, allowing them to buy whatever they wanted. In addition, the Emperor Wing Fiend also gifted Andrew a castle, not far from the city lord's mansion.
Inside the castle, the Emperor Wing Fiend and Andrew sat facing each other, with two bottles of wine on the table in front of them.
" Stuart, every time I drink your wine, it's a pleasure." Andrew wasn't just flattering him; the wine brewed by the Emperor Wing Fiend had a truly unique flavor.
The Emperor Wing Fiend smiled wryly, "Over all these countless years, I've only brewed this much, and you've already drunk almost half of it."
The Emperor Wing Fiend wine is very special, and naturally, it's not easy to brew. Not only are the ingredients precious, but the brewing time is also very long, and he himself hasn't saved much of it.
"Don't be so stingy! If you run out of wine, you can brew more. I'll help you get the brewing ingredients. I don't believe I can't get any ingredients with my skills!" Andrew took another big gulp, squinting his eyes as he savored the taste of the wine.
"That's true. Your strength, Andrew, far surpasses mine now!"
The Emperor Wing Fiend was somewhat bored. When he first met Andrew, although the other party was powerful, he was at most on par with him, and the Emperor-Winged Demon even had a slight advantage. However, more than two hundred years later, when they met again, the Emperor Wing Fiend didn't even have the desire to challenge Andrew. The aura emanating from him, his boundless and endless soul energy, made the Emperor Wing Fiend feel powerless like never before.
Andrew somewhat understood the feelings of the Emperor Wing Fiend. Few could remain unfazed by encountering a genius like him. It made sense; a friend who was on the same level as him yesterday was now far superior. The feeling was naturally complex.
"Don't be discouraged, Stuart. With your strength, aside from the Asura level experts, there aren't many in the Infernal Realm who can surpass you. By the way, I won't be staying long this time; I'll be leaving soon for the Blood Peak Continent."
Having lived for countless years, the Emperor Wing Fiend quickly adjusted his mindset. Upon hearing Andrew's words, he raised an eyebrow. "You're going to the Four Divine Beasts Clan?"
Andrew nodded. "I inherited the legacy of the Azure Dragon and also bear a certain responsibility to the Four Divine Beasts Clan."
The Emperor Wing Fiend said, "That's true. However, with your current strength, even among the Eight Great Clans, only a few of their patriarchs can defeat you. They don't have the power to kill you. Recent news from Fiend Castle indicates that the battle between the Eight Great Clans and the Four Divine Beasts Clan is becoming increasingly fierce. A hundred years ago, both sides sent more than a dozen elders to fight each other. That battle was truly brutal... The Four Divine Beasts Clan lost seven elders at once, Eight Great Clans suffered even greater losses, losing ten elders."
Andrew simply said "Oh," understanding the Four Divine Beasts Clan' current state of mind better than the Emperor Wing Fiend. From being high above, dominating countless planes, to their ancestor's death and being hunted like stray dogs, how could the proud Four Divine Beasts Clan possibly adapt to such a transformation?
"Before returning to the Four Divine Beasts Clan, I would like to challenge the Lord of the Palace!" Andrew's calm words greatly intimidated the Emperor Wing Fiend.
Challenging the Lord of the Palace? Such a thing hasn't happened in the Infernal Realm for many years!
Within the Infernal Realm, there are 108 districts, each with a district lord. These district lords are also known as Asura, and are symbols of the strongest beings in the Infernal Realm. 100 districts, 108 Asura... No matter how many powerful beings exist in the Infernal Realm, this number will not change.
" Andrew, you need to think this through. The Lord of the Palace is not someone you can challenge so easily..." The Emperor Wing Fiend, fearing Andrew might act impulsively, quickly advised, "If it were back when I first entered Infernal Realm, with my current strength, I would also be confident in challenging the Lord of the Palace. However, after so many years and countless challenges, every Lord of the Palace now is not someone to be trifled with."
Andrew understood that the Emperor Wing Fiend was telling the truth. This challenge was like a great wave washing away the sand; over countless years, those who remained in the position of Palace Master were all peak experts. It could be said that none of these Asura Prefect were easy to deal with. Among them, there were even some powerful beings who seemed to Paragon stage.
" Stuart, I've thought about all of that. But I've decided to take on the challenge, and I'm confident I can do it!" As he spoke, Andrew took out a purple sword, the Sovereign Artifact bestowed upon him by the Sovereign Zijing.
The moment the purple sword appeared, the surrounding space seemed to collapse, and a terrifying aura emanated from it, causing the Emperor Wing Fiend's pupils to shrink.
"This is... Sovereign Artifact?"
Andrew sheathed the purple sword and nodded, saying, "That's right. I unexpectedly met the Sovereign Zijing this time and was taken in Sovereign's Emissary Sovereign. This Sovereign Artifact is a reward from the Sovereign."
It took the Emperor Wing Fiend a long time to calm down. Looking at Andrew, his expression became even more complicated. After a long while, he shook his head with a wry smile.
" Andrew, you're really... so discouraging! Sovereign's Emissary —even among the Asura, there are very few who are qualified! You're right, with your current strength, you're more than capable of challenging Asura!"
Although the Emperor Wing Fiend had never used Sovereign Artifact, he had witnessed the battles of those who possessed Sovereign Artifact. In their hands, the power of the Sovereign Artifact was undeniable; a simple strike could Shattering space and overturn the heavens and earth. The Emperor Wing Fiend could never forget that kind of power.
Andrew's strength was already considerable; even without any improvement, with the help of the Sovereign Artifact, he could still shake Asura. Moreover, his strength had undergone a tremendous transformation compared to two hundred years ago, Midgod to Highgod! At the very least, the Emperor Wing Fiend now had no intention of challenging Andrew.
" Andrew, which Asura do you intend to challenge?" The Emperor Wing Fiend's eyes lit up as he asked this question; he certainly didn't want to miss this battle.
Andrew said calmly, "It hasn't been decided yet. It should be the lord of the prefecture on the Blood Peak Continent. As you know, I'm going to the Four Divine Beasts Clan Four Divine Beasts Clan, and my descendants will also be baptized there. By the way, Stuart, does your Fiend Castle have any information about the various prefecture lords on the Blood Peak Continent?"
The Emperor Wing Fiend said, "Of course I have it. Not to mention Blood Peak Continent, even in the entire Infernal Realm, there's not much information that the Fiend Castle doesn't know! You wait here, I'll go get it for you!" After saying that, the Emperor Wing Fiend hurriedly left, seemingly heading to the Fiend Castle.
Half an hour later, the Emperor Wing Fiend returned. He took out a large box from his spatial ring, opened it, and found that half of it contained thick documents, and the other half contained a crystal ball.
"These are the profiles of the various prefectural lords of the Blood Peak Continent, along with Floating Shadow of their battles. However, Andrew, I must warn you. This information should only be used as a reference, because no one can say for sure whether the opponent is hiding their true strength. If you completely believe this, you'll end up dying a terrible death!"
The Emperor Wing Fiend knew that challenging the Lord of the Palace was an extremely dangerous matter; failure could very well lead to death. Therefore, he was very cautious in his every move, making the atmosphere serious.
"Don't worry, Stuart, I won't do anything I'm not sure I can handle." Andrew smiled easily and picked up a booklet.
" Beirut, the Lord of the Indigo Prefecture Palace, is in his true form God-Eater Rat. His Innate Divine Ability is ' God-Eater,' which is invincible unless one possesses Soul Defense Sovereign Artifact. His body is incredibly powerful, comparable to Sovereign Artifact, and he possesses Soul Defense Sovereign Artifact... He rose to prominence ten thousand years ago, slaughtering countless powerful figures, and is widely recognized as the strongest person below the Sovereign of the Blood Peak Continent!"
Andrew read through the booklet; it contained detailed information about Beirut. However, Andrew knew that Fiend Castle had underestimated Beirut.
"The number one person below the Sovereign the Blood Peak Continent? I'm afraid even the Sovereign Blood Peak Pash wouldn't be a match for Beirut! This guy's true identity is Sovereign! In terms of physical strength alone, there aren't many Sovereign who can compare to him." After putting down Beirut's information, Andrew picked up the Floating Shadow of his battle and looked at it again.
In the Floating Shadow, Beirut's opponent was a super-powerful being who cultivated the Edicts of Destruction. Judging solely from his movements and imposing presence, Andrew could tell that this person must be Commander- level expert, having fused five different Edicts of Destruction. Such a powerful being was rare even in the Infernal Realm, yet Beirut was utterly powerless against him.
In the Floating Shadow, this person initially showed disdain for Beirut, but Beirut remained unperturbed. His figure flashed, his movements so swift it was as if he were teleporting. In fact, Beirut didn't even use a weapon, relying solely on his fists to smash everything in. When the opponent tried to block with his weapon, his Highgod Artifact was shattered by Beirut.
Later, Beirut punched his opponent in the head, shattering the massive skull and leaving only a black divine Divine Spark. The entire battle lasted very short, but it was incredibly powerful.
"So powerful! Beirut's Darkness Divine Clone, saying he's comparable to Paragon is definitely not an exaggeration!" Andrew couldn't help but exclaim in admiration as he witnessed such a spectacular battle for the first time.